It's over.

Fu Jiu only had this idea in his mind now.

After Qin Mo picked up his phone, the time between the two seemed to be stopped.

It's empty for half a second.

Qin Mo looked down at the boy on the bed.

The boy was also looking at him, his face was still too clean and handsome, but how he looked at it, he wanted to teach a lesson.

"Attack? You?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows halfway, then curled up his thin lips and smiled, still standing beside the bed, but his left hand pressed down and supported it on the bed.

Fu Jiuneng clearly felt that the mattress had fallen a little because of the great god's movements.

Qin Mo half bent his back and pressed his knee against the mattress with one leg, his legs were too long.

The handsome and noble face pressed towards her without warning, her eyes were deep and dark, like poppy blooming, with a strong abstinence.

The morning light hit his deep and upright facial features, which only made him feel more oppressive.

The distance between the two was very close, which made Fu Jiu a little uncomfortable.

The great god was too cunning and even her retreat was cut off.

This posture made her look like she was trapped under him.

The man's light mint smoke scent hit her from all directions.

He just looked at her, his eyes that had always been indifferent at this moment seemed to be attacking, emitting a dangerous and beautiful luster when hunting.

"Since you are so persistent in your attacking, then my brother has to practice with you to see if you are more attacking or I am more attacking."

Qin Mo said that he was going to rectify the younger brother who had been making trouble in front of him for three or two times. His first reaction was to expose the young man.

Qin Mo's action completely made Fu Jiu alert.

"Brother Mo, I have something to say about this!" Fu Jiu retreated a little, but Qin Mo directly pressed his wrist.

The great god disagreed: "Oh? Still talking?"

"When playing werewolf killing, everyone who was thrown out will leave a last word before they die." Fu Jiu looked serious.

Qin Mo became interested. He wanted to hear what the naughty child wanted to say and even snatch the werewolf to kill him. So he raised his eyebrows at the boy, which meant to signal him to continue.

Everyone who plays "Heroes" knows that offense is the best defense.

Fu Jiu leaned over, sat upright, and kissed Qin Mo's right face without any warning. His black and white eyes and the silver hair that he had just woken up and looked at him slightly, smiling handsomely and evilly: "I want to say, Brother Mo, you did this kind of bed tumbling movement to me in the morning. Do I think you are also interested in me? I can't help but want to kiss you."

Qin Mo did not expect Fu Jiu to do this, and his fingers stopped, his emotions sink, and his eyes deepened, like deep well water.

Fu Jiu took the opportunity to escape from the predicament, and stood with one hand in his pants pocket, sighing regretfully: "Brother Mo, what do you think you should do? I just felt that when I came back a little, I was bent by you again. This is not good, not good."

Qin Mo was so angry that he smiled at this time, with his lips curled up as if nothing had happened. He stood up straight and stepped on the floor with his bare feet, like a fallen god.

Then.
Chapter completed!